The Pale Dance
You hold the ledger. It is heavy. The leather is cracked. You are the auditor. You are the eye. You see the numbers. You do not see the men. The hall is large. The air is thick. It smells of wax and sweat. The candles burn low. The shadows stretch. You stand at the edge. You are small. You are quiet. You are not welcome. The Duke sits high. He is fat. He is red. He eats meat. He chews slow. He...
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